Chapter 940: As his name

At noon, a soldier wearing an armour looked dignified, his feet strode forward, and hurriedly came to the palace of the Li Dynasty, kneeling on one knee, and with both hands:
"King Qi, there is an urgent military situation in Pingyang City ahead!"
Li Zetao, the king of the kingdom of the Li dynasty, sat on the golden dragon seat. On his left and right sides were the white-haired old man Wang Lao and the Li dynasty's ancestor Sang Huai. Both of them looked solemn and respectful. Standing aside.
"Say!"
Li Zetao's monarch Li Zetao frowned, clasped the dragon chair with his right hand, and heard the emergency situation in the soldier's mouth made him lift his heart.
"On King Qilu, according to the report from the Pingyang City spies, the Huo family will attack Pingyang City at three o'clock today at noon, and they will be divided into three armies, from the right, left, and middle. Each army will have 100,000. Forces. The three generals are the three brothers of the Fan family, Fan Zhen, Fan Yuan, Fan Ming! "
The soldier's generals spoke in one breath. After speaking, the whole hall was quiet and the needle could be heard.
The monarch Li Zetao, with a somber brows, was attacked by Pingyang City with 300,000 troops. At present, Pingyang City's troops are less than half of the others. It will not be long before it will be captured by the rebels.
"Wang Lao, Sang Lao, what is the opinion of the second old man?"
For a long time, Li Zetao heard a deep voice.
Wang Lao and Sang Lao both looked at each other, and from their eyes, they could see the uneasiness and tension in their hearts. You must know that at the moment, Huo Jiajun had sent 300,000 troops to 150,000 on his own side. Comparing their strength, they already have the disadvantage in number. If there is no good countermeasure at this time, Pingyang City can't hold it.
"The king, according to the views of the officials, it is reasonable to send troops to support in time. Pingyang City cannot be defeated, and you must keep it!"
Wang Lao took a step forward and bent down and arched.
Lips are cold, and if Pingyang City is defeated, the Li dynasty will die soon!
"Wang Wang, Wang Lao is right, according to Huo Yuan's wolf ambition. Once he wins Pingyang City, he will attack the Li dynasty within three days. By then ..."
Lord Sang Huai said here, so he didn't continue to talk, they all understand that what he said is true.
"Upper King Qilu, his subordinates are fighting, and they are willing to lead the army all the way to the rebels to fight to the end. If they cannot be suppressed, they will die in Xianing!"
Below the main hall, a man with an upright posture and a strong Chinese character stepped forward, kneeling on one knee, and made a request to the monarch Li Zetao.
When he struck his armor, he showed his heroic posture, his eyes were full of spirits, and the whole man sent out a spirit of killing, sharp eyes, and unconsciously gave others a sense of oppression. At first glance, he was out of battle all year round. general.
"General Zhang, you ..." Li Zetao on the dragon seat was surprised and stood up suddenly.
He knows that this battle is a hard battle, and he also knows what it means for General Zhang to say this. If he fails, he will become benevolent. If he cannot return triumphantly, General Zhang will have to be dead-hearted and rigid.
"The king, the timing is not waiting, please let the king answer!" General Zhang said again.
Wang Lao and Sang Lao's eyes shrank for a while, both knew the seriousness of the matter, and could not help looking at the monarch Li Zetao and nodded.
"Yes! If General Zhang wins this battle, I will call you King Pingyang. The day of your triumphant return is a time of national celebration."
After a period of thinking, the monarch Li Zetao accepted General Zhang's request for battle, and then he found a golden slap token in his arms, walked down from the top, and handed it to General Zhang's hand, with a serious expression:
"General Zhang, this battle is about the fate of the Li dynasty, and it is about the lives of tens of millions of people in the Li dynasty. In this token, everything in the army will be listened to by your schedule. Offenders, no pardon! Kill!"
"Lord, take the lead!" General Zhang took the token in his hand and was held up by the monarch Li Zetao.
General Zhang was well aware of his mission. The tens of millions of people of the Li family in the Li dynasty weighed on his shoulders. This mission was so heavy. As a party, he knew better than anyone.
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Huo Yuan, the main character of Huo family, and Liu Ming, who were riding gallops all the way, galloped around Qingniu Town at noon. At most half an hour, they could enter Qingniu Town and arrive at Huaxia Medical Museum.
On the side of Feng Chen, however, he was alone and began to sculpt the wooden segment in his hand. At this moment, Xiao Bai was carving in his hand.
While the carving was in progress, a knock on the door rang, and then came into a young man with some heads and brains. This boy was Zhou Wenyu in the morning.
"Hey, brother, sister-in-law, I'm here."
At this time, Zhou Wenyu was carrying a large bag and a small bag. If this person was not wearing satin, Feng Chen would have thought that he had come to escape.
Zhou Wenyu was also familiar with it. After entering the medical hall, he greeted Feng Meng and Li Mengshu on the wooden bed, and threw things in his hands into the ground. He found a chair and sat down. Sealing carved wooden segments.
Zhou Wenyu's "bitch" could frighten Feng Chen and Li Mengshu. Both of them were together and looked at Zhou Wenyu with a clear look.
Li Mengshu's cheeky face turned red, and she became hot for a while. When she wanted to speak, she was interrupted by Zhou Wenyu's voice.
"Uh ... what's wrong, brother, is there anything dirty on my face?"
Seeing Feng Chen angrily staring at himself, he didn't know why, so he reached out and touched his face, and asked.
"Well, Brother Zhou, you see, it's noon now, should we eat?"
Feng Chen saw Li Mengshu's face angered, and quickly shifted this embarrassing topic, and then continued, maybe there would be some painful words.
"Brother, say it early. I'll arrange it for lunch. Don't call me Brother Zhou, just call me milk name. My milk name is Erwa!"
Zhou Wenyu smiled heartily and patted his chest.
"噗嗤 ... 噗嗤 ..."
Hearing the name Erwa, Feng Chen and Li Mengshu on the wooden bed, both of them didn't hold back, and they laughed out.
Erwa, this nickname, is really so funny, really real and elegant, the first look is the kind of talented people who read poetry books.
"Brother, sister-in-law, don't laugh, this is the old man in my family who went to find someone to get it, and it took a lot of effort!"
"It's a good name, it's good, just like its name!" Feng Chen drew a corner of his mouth, and said, "Why do you have to pick someone to pick this name? Niubi, serve!
"Well ..." As some people chatted, there was a knock on the door again.